Berserk, Total War: Second Son of Nobles

Chapter 338 Protect the King, Protect the Family

The day after the Midlan envoy met with King Lana, the sky was gloomy, and the heavy clouds were like an oppressive cloak, ready to pour down at any time. General Schneider sat in the carriage, looking out the window at the outside world, but his mind kept recalling everything that happened in the meeting yesterday.

As a soldier, he always believed that the army's duty was to defend the country and should not interfere in political affairs. But at this moment, he could not get rid of his worries - the quarrel between Gonzalo and Vivox was still echoing in his ears. The fierce confrontation between the two generals at the meeting not only made him worried about their decision-making, but also made him worry whether this infighting would evolve into a larger-scale military conflict.

Just as General Schneider was lost in thought, the carriage suddenly stopped. He felt nervous and looked out the window. The scene in front of him made him extremely confused - the street ahead was blocked by a group of soldiers, and the atmosphere was as solemn as the calm before a thunderstorm. He was immediately confused. As the commander of the Lannes regular army, he had not received the king's order to impose martial law in the city.

Just as he was about to inquire about the situation, a guard soldier on the carriage had already dismounted and walked straight forward.

"Brothers in front, please make way. General Schneider is in a hurry to meet the king..."

However, just as he approached the blocking soldiers, Schneider watched helplessly as a flashing arrow broke through the air and shot swiftly at the guard. The arrow accurately pierced his head, and in an instant, the guard's body leaned back like a puppet being hollowed out, and fell heavily to the ground, blood splattering. The whole incident was as fast and terrifying as lightning.

"coup!"

This thought flashed through Schneider's mind, and his heart sank suddenly, realizing the seriousness of the situation. He quickly drew his sword, and the cold blade flashed in the dim light.

Seeing this, the soldiers in charge of the escort quickly sought cover and hid behind the carriage, nervously pricked up their ears, fearing that another fatal arrow would come. Schneider in the carriage felt the sense of crisis around him and wanted to analyze the situation calmly, but he had no choice at this time because he had no idea what was going on.

At this moment, Schneider suddenly heard a voice from the other side. He was shocked and recognized the voice of Vivox. Through the dark clouds in the sky, he saw Vivox standing behind Yoda's soldiers, with an arrogant and sinister look. Schneider understood that things had become more complicated.

Vivox stood behind Yoda's army. This morning, he opened the city gate through the bribed general guarding the city and successfully entered Leon with his army. At this time, Vivox's army had been divided into three groups. Except for two teams heading towards the military camp and the palace, the rest were all concentrated here, obviously besieging Schneider and preparing to capture him, so as to threaten the standing army to obey Vivox's orders.

"Schneider! Put down your weapons and surrender! I'll give you one last chance! As long as you can follow my orders with your standing army, I promise to give you enough wealth and power for you to squander."

Vivox's voice was loud and overbearing, reaching Schneider's ears clearly. At this moment, his ambition was obvious, and Schneider knew that he was trying to firmly control the entire army through himself, so as to achieve his dark goal.

Schneider's heart burned with anger and humiliation. He knew that if he compromised, not only would his army be in trouble, but the entire Rana would be in turmoil. He took a deep breath, tightly grasped the sword in his hand, and felt the determination and responsibility transmitted by the cold blade through his palm.

"I will not yield to you, Vivox!"

Schneider responded with all his might, his voice echoing under the gloomy sky, as if adding a touch of courage to the struggle.

"Rana's army will not be shaken by traitors! As long as I am still alive, traitors like you will never be able to enslave His Majesty the King and the tens of thousands of people in Rana."

He turned and shouted to the soldiers who had gathered behind him:

"Stand by in full force, ready to fight at any time! Today we are not fighting for ourselves, but for the entire Rana!"

At this critical moment, the rain began to fall quietly, slowly soaking the ground, as if foreshadowing the coming storm. Schneider's fearlessness raised the spirits of the soldiers, and everyone held weapons in their hands, eyes shining, determined to fight Vivox's rebellion to the end.

"What a stubborn old man! He is as stubborn as a rock even at his age. Inform the soldiers to prepare for the attack. Remember to capture the white-bearded general alive."

Seeing that Schneider was unmoved, Vivox was furious and immediately ordered his troops to attack directly. At the same time, he also ordered the Yoda soldiers not to kill Schneider, intending to use him as a bargaining chip.

The battle quickly unfolded, and the Yoda soldiers rushed in like a tide, engaging in a fierce fight with the Lana soldiers guarding Schneider. The sound of swords clashing was deafening, and blood spread across the streets. In an instant, soldiers from both sides fell. Although Schneider was old, he was still unstoppable. He held his sword in his hand and faced the enemy's frenzy like an indomitable warrior.

"We will never back down!"

Schneider's roar was loud and firm, inspiring the Lana soldiers around him. Despite the large number of enemies, Schneider remained undaunted, his sword dancing and cutting through the enemy's defenses, repelling every Yoda who tried to approach with calm and decisiveness.

His figure on the battlefield was like lightning, agile and swift. Every time Schneider swung his sword, it was extremely accurate, as if declaring his unyielding determination to fight this war. There was a gleam of courage in his eyes, and although he was in danger, he never wavered.

"Fight for Lana!"

Inspired by him, the soldiers around him were in high spirits and fought hard against Yoda's army. Under Schneider's leadership, they formed an indestructible barrier, resisted the enemy's attack, fought bravely, and tried their best to protect their homeland.

However, as the battle continued, the offensive of the Yoda soldiers became more and more fierce, and Schneider also felt a little tired. But he knew that he must not give up. He silently told himself that no matter how difficult it was, as a Lana soldier, he must continue to fight.

"Keep in formation! Fight alongside me!" Schneider commanded loudly. Although the enemy came like a tide, he still stood firm on the front line and used his body to open up a path of hope for his comrades.

As the Yodas launched wave after wave of fierce attacks, the soldiers around Schneider fell one after another, and the battlefield was dyed red with blood. In the end, Schneider was alone, surrounded by fallen soldiers, and in front of him were Yodas rushing like a tide. A trace of despair arose in his heart, but the determination and courage in his eyes remained the same.

Facing the approaching swords, Schneider took a deep breath, full of indignation and indomitable spirit. He roared, raised his sword, and rushed towards the enemy. This action was like a raging fire. He hoped to use his last bit of strength to fight these invaders. Although he knew that he was no longer strong, Schneider's heart was still burning with unyielding fighting spirit.

"Come on! You invaders!"

Schneider's roar resounded through the streets, with fearlessness and determination. At this moment, he was no longer fighting for himself, but for the soldiers who had sacrificed their lives. He brandished his sword and approached the Yodas step by step, but due to Vivox's order, the Yodas had to be careful, so that they had to retreat again and again after facing Schneider alone.

But as time went on, Schneider's strength gradually ran out, his movements became slower and slower, and the Yodas took the opportunity to surround him. Finally, a dozen Yodas rushed forward, knocked him down, and held his limbs in their powerful hands. Although Schneider struggled hard, he was too old and exhausted to save himself.

Schneider was escorted by Yoda's soldiers and staggered to Vivox. Vivox looked very proud, with a sneer on his face, as if the joy of victory could no longer be concealed.

"Schneider, surrender. Your resistance is meaningless. Gather the standing troops in the barracks and follow my orders. Maybe I will spare your life."

Schneider took a few breaths, and then he whispered:

"I am willing to surrender, but before that, I must talk to you alone. There are some important military secrets that I need to know."

Vivox had no doubts, and walked over proudly, expectantly ready to listen to the "surrender" of his former enemy. He was secretly proud in his heart, and Schneider's surrender seemed to make him feel extremely powerful.

At the moment when Vivox approached, Schneider secretly gathered all his strength, and suddenly, like an enraged beast, he broke free from the Yoda soldiers behind him. He turned around, the dagger in his hand flashing with cold light, and stabbed at Vivox.

However, seeing this surprise attack, a Yoda reacted quickly, raised the spear in his hand, and stabbed Schneider fiercely. The spear tip instantly pierced Schneider's abdomen, causing severe pain and blood spurting out. Schneider couldn't help but groan, and the unbearable pain made him almost unable to stand upright.

"Mad, what a crazy old man."

Vivox was startled by Schneider's sudden attack. As soon as he reacted, he began to curse, with the sword in his hand flashing coldly, ready to end Schneider's life. However, at this moment, a Yoda soldier hurried over and anxiously reported to Vivox:

"Sir! We have received news from the military camp that a group of knights are slaughtering our soldiers. The situation is very critical. They will arrive here soon!"

Vivox's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he felt uneasy. He knew that if he didn't retreat, it would be too late. After thinking for a moment, he clenched his teeth, his eyes full of resentment:

"Retreat! Everyone, retreat outside the city immediately!"

The Yoda soldiers responded quickly, retreating nervously and quickly, leaving Vivox with his back to Schneider, looking back, his heart full of resentment and resentment. In any case, he was unwilling to let Schneider go, but the most urgent thing was to save his life and go back to regroup and make plans.

On the street, the rain poured down, soaking Schneider's whole body. Blood mixed with the rain continued to flow around, gradually forming a bloody mud. Schneider's vision gradually blurred, and the strength in his body gradually consumed as the blood was lost. Just as he felt his consciousness begin to blur, familiar footsteps came from afar.

"Schneider! Where are you!?"

Gonzalo's voice came through the rain, anxious and powerful. Behind him, the Guards followed closely, wearing armor and full of momentum, like a ray of dawn breaking through the rain.

Schneider smiled, feeling a little warm inside. He knew he was not alone. Although he never said it, he was very relieved to see Gonzalo and the Guards.

Schneider, standing in the rain, raised his hand with great effort, trying to signal Gonzalo. He used all his strength and said with difficulty:

"Protect... His Majesty the King, protect the people of Rana."

As the last instructions were completed, Schneider's vision quickly blurred. He felt the trickle of life slowly slipping away, and his increasingly weak body seemed to be surrounded by an invisible force and could no longer support himself. He tried to say something else, but found that his voice had disappeared in his throat. Only his heartbeat gradually weakened in his ears, as if he was slowly closing the curtain on this journey of life.

In that last moment, Schneider vaguely felt that he was brought to another space, and the scenes in his memory kept emerging: the battlefield of his youth, the laughter of his comrades, the expectations of the people, every scene seemed to be engraved in his heart, and although he was physically and mentally exhausted, he was filled with endless warmth. It was as if he felt that those friends who had fought side by side were calling him, and he would find peace in their arms.

Finally, after feeling his last heartbeat, his consciousness completely disappeared and his breathing stopped. At this time, the rain was still falling on the street, as if it was crying softly for this great general.